Qianjia just raised his eyes at this, not surprised, after all, Qinghui could still get up in the middle of the night and splash water on your head.

Now it's just a matter of waking up early in the morning and setting ten alarms with you, small problems, small problems.

The barrage is already laughing like crazy.

'Hahahaha, ten alarm clocks that go off every minute, cubs really have yours. ’

I laughed, I obviously don't allow cubs to fall in love, why do I feel sad to live with cubs? ’

'It's okay to hold a grudge. ’

'Well, we cubs have a grudge. ’

Gu Yuanche's mobile phone rang at this time, it was a text message from the company, which reminded him that he was a little too late to enter the camera, and he might be scolded.

Gu Yuanche reacted at this time.

Today's Qinghui's live broadcast task started in the morning, and it was an event, and the live broadcast recorded the blogger's day, so it was rare to get up early to go to work, and then I had to drag him along.

Gu Yuanche ignored the information on his mobile phone and sighed lazily, "Okay, what to eat in the morning, I'll buy it for you...... Oh, you said you wanted to eat ravioli before you went to bed last night, right? ”

"And custard buns."

Qinghui looked up.

"Gotta get it, little ancestor, you wait, I'll go out and buy it for you."

When Gu Yuanche's voice faded away, the wind direction of the barrage changed again.

I was expecting a fight, but the next second, dog food stuffed my mouth. ’

I never thought that I would be abused and cry in such a place. ’

'Cub, cub, what does that man have to do with you?' ’

Qinghui glanced at the barrage, put down the guitar in his hand, and faced the camera, because there was once a plane that was a star, so Qinghui was quite natural.

Just opening.

"Don't call cubs."

'Okay cub, got it, cub. ’

'The cub is serious and says that you are not allowed to call the cub, and the cub is so cute, hahaha. ’

Qinghui didn't bother to take care of these barrages that continued to fly, and thought about it again, "He is, the person he likes, although he is a half-crippled, weak chicken, he can't beat me, he can only be pressed by me." ”

‘……’

'Wait a minute?? Drove up??? ’

'What do you mean to be a half-cripple?!' Why do I step on a horse, and I hear the smell of dog abuse from the scolding words like half-crippled?? ’

'What kind of yellow scrap is there in the head above, this is called driving?? This pedal horse...... It seems to be really called. ’

***

At this moment, Gu Yuanche, who was sitting in the breakfast store waiting for the store to pack the food, also opened Qinghui's video.

Hearing such words coldly, his expression went blank for a moment.

He didn't hear the shopkeeper calling him, and he didn't come to his senses until the shopkeeper delivered it to him.

Carrying your things home.

Qinghui is still doing her live broadcast mission.

In fact, when she was live broadcasting, she teased the cat, then played musical instruments, and then lay down the corpse on the side.

But even if it looks like this, a group of people still watch it with relish.

Qinghui was also very troublesome, and he didn't understand what they thought.

At the end of the day, Qinghui decisively turned off the live broadcast, and his body was hugged from behind.

"You said today that I was the one you liked."

Qinghui blinked his eyes and nodded.

If Lord Spirit Sword really has someone he likes, it's him.

Qinghui then added.

"I also said you were weak and half-crippled."

Gu Yuanche: ...... In fact, there is no need to add to the latter sentence.